| La-da-da-da-dah
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| It's the motherfuckin' D-O-double-G (Snoop Dogg!)
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| La-da-da-da-dah
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| You know I'm mobbin' with the D-R-E, yeah, yeah, yeah
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| You know who's back up in this motherfucker
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| What? |
| What? |
| What? |
| What?
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| So blaze the weed up then, blaze it up, blaze it up!
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| Just blaze that shit up, nigga! |
| Yeah, 'sup, Snoop?
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| Top Dogg, bite 'em all, nigga, burn the shit up
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| D-P-G-C, my nigga, turn that shit up
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| C-P-T, L-B-C, yeah, we hookin' back up
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| And when they bang this in the club, baby, you got to get up
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| Thug niggas, drug dealers, yeah, they givin' it up
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| Lowlife, yo' life, boy, we livin' it up
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| Takin' chances while we dancin' in the party for sure
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| Slipped my ho a forty-fo' when she got in the back do'
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| Bitches lookin' at me strange, but you know I don't care
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| Step up in this motherfucker just a-swangin' my hair
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| Bitch, quit talkin', Crip walk if you down with the set
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| Take a bullet with some dick and take this dope on this jet
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| Out of town, put it down for the Father of Rap
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| And if yo' ass get cracked, bitch, shut yo' trap
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| Come back, get back, that's the part of success
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| If you believe in the X, you'll be relievin' your stress
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| La-da-da-da-dah
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| It's the motherfuckin' D-R-E (Dr. Dre, motherfucker!)
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| La-da-da-da-dah
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| You know I'm mobbin' with the D-O-double-G
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| Straight off the fuckin' streets of C-P-T
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| King of the beats, you ride to 'em in your Fleet (Fleetwood)
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| Or Coupe DeVille rollin' on dubs
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| How you feel? |
| Whoopty whoop, nigga what?
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| Dre and Snoop chronic'd out in the 'llac
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| With D.O.C. |
| in the back, sippin' on 'gnac (Yeah)
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| Clip in the strap, dippin' through hoods (What hood?)
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| Compton, Long Beach, Inglewood
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| South Central out to the West Side, it's California Love
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| This California bud got a nigga gang of pub
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| I'm on one, I might bail up in the Century Club
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| With my jeans on, and my team strong
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| Get my drink on and my smoke on
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| Then go home with somethin' to poke on ('Sup bitch?)
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| Loc, it's on for the two-triple-oh
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| Comin' real, it's the next episode
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| Hold up, hey
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| For my niggas who be thinkin' we soft, we don't play
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| We gonna rock it 'til the wheels fall off
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| Hold up, hey
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| For my niggas who be actin' too bold, take a seat
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| Hope you ready for the next episode
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| Hey, hey, hey, hey
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| Smoke weed every day |